Available as a gallery-wrapped canvas print or fine art print.
🐸 One rainy evening, I looked outside my window and saw two little eyes staring at me from my mushroom-shaped birdhouse. It turns out it wasn’t a bird, but a teeny, tiny frog that was taking refuge from a rainstorm. I saw him so often that I named him Harold, and this is inspired by that wet evening.
Available as a gallery-wrapped canvas print or fine art print.
🐸 One rainy evening, I looked outside my window and saw two little eyes staring at me from my mushroom-shaped birdhouse. It turns out it wasn’t a bird, but a teeny, tiny frog that was taking refuge from a rainstorm. I saw him so often that I named him Harold, and this is inspired by that wet evening.
